Classical Chinese writing describing fallen leaves

1. All sentences describing leaves (including prose, classical Chinese, ancient poems, etc. ) In the early autumn, Dukeshe blew off a leaf, which surprised everything in autumn.

The fallen leaves Kong Shaoan was surprised to see the fallen leaves in early autumn, falling like guests. If she is a leaf, it must be a happy leaf. In happiness, she gradually germinated. Now, she has become a green leaf. She said that she was happy no matter what.

Spring has come and the leaves have turned green. People are different. After reading such an article, it is an attractive new green! In the spring of March, leaves like babies woke up the earth that had been sleeping for a winter, and all the beauty and hope were reborn at this time, and the vast land changed from silver to vitality. Green is a symbol of spring, life and peace.

I prefer new green to green, because it will give people hope, freshness and beautiful enjoyment. Therefore, in the spring when a hundred flowers blossom, I love green leaves more. Its color, softness, rigidity and simplicity, is a wonderful flower that will never change in my heart. It is like a magnet, which has sucked away all my love for spring.

It is the "green sunshine" in my eyes, which will bring me confidence and happiness. Whenever I am depressed, I think of it and the "angel" in the sun. Together with sunshine, it gives me confidence, strength, inspiration and encouragement.

2. Poem describing fallen leaves Kong Shaoan fell leaves in early autumn, falling like a guest.

If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest. - .

Depression makes countries different, and scattered travelers are the same. Cold water floats on the shore, and night insects hold it in order.

You can enjoy the wind and get Luoyang Palace. - .

The atrium has just begun to be swept, and three or two leaves surround the tree. - .

Gone with the wind is always different, and when you meet it, you will temporarily rely on it. Whispering in the middle of the night, long and cold.

Who bid farewell to a teenager, tears wet his clothes. - .

If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest. - .

In cold months, the wind blows and the leaves are dry and red. - .

Because of the memory of the night of the old country, several plants are empty by the water. Boil the tea and simply burn it, and the moss will turn red.

I won't leave here next year, I will see green bushes. - .

Who is surprised in the world, Lin alone sweeps the frequency. Xiao Sao moonlit night, overlapping early frost morning.

It was cloudy yesterday, and the sound of singing birds gave the trees a breath of spring. - .

Looking back at spring, I believe there is autumn wind. Several places follow the running water, and the river is in chaos.

You should only be on your own, not with you. - .

I don't know how cool the breeze is. I only know that King Jinling is angry. Su E leans on the moon with trees, and the girl in green is naked.

Hualin is as desolate as a desert, and Wan Li is cold.

3. All sentences describing leaves (including prose, classical Chinese, ancient poems, etc. ) In early autumn, a leaf was blown off in the guest house, and everything was shocked.

Crying alone in a foreign land, worrying about guests every year. Don't leave where? When will it stop? It is better to flow and be free.

The fallen leaves Kong Shaoan was surprised to see the fallen leaves in early autumn, falling like guests. If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.

And du ti red leaves Bai Juyi Hanshan October Dan, frost leaves are new for a while. It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.

Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around. There are only two people before the wind.

When a leaf falls, it is easy to get bored, but the depression of summer has not subsided, and the cool diving has begun. Cold and warm and ups and downs are the same.

Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed. Don't say anything, shake it down, shake it down from here.

In "Drunk", Hongye Bai Juyi is in the breeze, and Qiu Shu is a long-time drinker. Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.

Sophora japonica leaves are cold soaked from Du Fu's tall and green Sophora japonica leaves, which are collected and sent to China kitchen. The new noodles are close to the market, and the juice is mixed with me.

If it is overcooked, there will be no trouble with adding vegetables. Everything is fresh, and fragrant rice is a bud.

Teeth are colder than snow, so people are advised to throw this pearl away. I want to take the money to Tu Su.

The road is far-sighted and afraid of mud, and the prosperity will not change. Qin's offerings are small, and the recommendation of algae is only a small area.

Wan Li Lu Han Temple, ice jade pot. It's time for the king to enjoy a cool night.

On the moonlit night, I saw the cold dew on the leaves of buttonwood, and the dew on the leaves of Xiao Shutong. The water drops are clear and full of light, bright and cold.

The wind shakes the jade, and the branches move the beads. The wind is cold and it seems to be an autumn night, and the sound is slightly midnight.

Condensed air flows everywhere, and wet things should look clean. Don't get tired of peeping, it's harder to get together.

One leaf fell in Licun, and all the other leaves fell. At this time, the scenery is bleak.

The painted building has a cold moon shadow and the west wind blows the curtain. Open the curtains and think about the past.

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

In the early autumn, Du Mu Du Lu wrote a question: Red leaves and Bai Juyi, the wind blows a leaf, and autumn has shocked everything. In October, the frost leaves are new.

Crying alone in a foreign land, worrying about guests every year. It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.

Don't leave where? When will it stop? Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around. It is better to flow and be free.

There are only two people before the wind. The fallen leaves are less drunk, and the red leaves are easy to wake up in early autumn and fall like guests.

Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years. If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.

Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring. One leaf fell on Bai Juyi, and the other leaf fell on Li Cun. The summer heat has not retreated, and the cool wind has started again.

When a leaf falls, the pearl foil falls. Cold and warm and ups and downs are the same.

At this time, the scenery is bleak. Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed.

The painted building has a cold moon shadow and the west wind blows the curtain. Don't say anything, shake it down, shake it down from here.

Open the curtains and think about the past. Sophora japonica leaves are cold soaked from Du Fu's tall and green Sophora japonica leaves, which are collected and sent to China kitchen.

The new noodles are close to the market, and the juice is mixed with me. If it is overcooked, there will be no trouble with adding vegetables.

Everything is fresh, and fragrant rice is a bud. Teeth are colder than snow, so people are advised to throw this pearl away.

I want to take the money to Tu Su. The road is far-sighted and afraid of mud, and the prosperity will not change.

Qin's offerings are small, and the recommendation of algae is only a small area. Wan Li Lu Han Temple, ice jade pot.

It's time for the king to enjoy a cool night. On the moonlit night, I saw the cold dew on the leaves of buttonwood, and the dew on the leaves of Xiao Shutong.

The water drops are clear and full of light, bright and cold. The wind shakes the jade, and the branches move the beads.

The wind is cold and it seems to be an autumn night, and the sound is slightly midnight. Condensed air flows everywhere, and wet things should look clean.

Don't get tired of peeping, it's harder to get together. Li Qunyu's lotus root is jade in the mud, and its heart bears nectar.

It was planted in Tang Jun and buried in Ren Chunpu. Autumn, a poem for leaves, a poem for leaves, I met you when I passed by in autumn. I clearly remember that day, the huge sky was hidden behind the walnut forest, and countless injured pigeons were as silent as the wind. My mood is like an abandoned newspaper in the autumn wind, confusing the fallen leaves on the road. I don't understand why I want to see you. I once picked a green walnut in the summer rainstorm and swore that your youth died in the walnut forest. Life is like paper, years are like knives, and your heart is just a broken fruit. Now, when the leaves are withered, it is not summer. I can't make that green fruit mature, nor can I warm the cold memory. I decided to bear the pain or pleasure of youth alone, but you gently stuffed this walnut leaf into my hand. Your sadness and silence from the water town have hurt my seemingly strong heart more than once. On those nights with or without the moon, when your short hair caresses the autumn wind, fallen leaves, walnut branches and my hands, my painful eyes are full of tears. Your silent eyes breathe your silent worries silently. Your silent sigh, your silent footsteps are like fallen leaves, which fill my diary like ghosts under the streetlights when I wake up in the morning. I also told you that fate is a lost guitar, and I am just a wandering singer. I am covered in dust and exhausted, dreaming of ending this trekking leaf in a destructive way. I long for a bottomless fall. Quietly watching the snow-capped mountains and white clouds near a wild thistle growing independently, and finally stopping breathing leaves. Don't count the days that have passed when the walnut leaves fall. Please look up at the thin cold branches. You must understand that in this eventful autumn, when you are persistent and hopeless, you'd better choose to give up the hostel in early autumn. Du blew a leaf, and everything was in shock.

Crying alone in a foreign land, worrying about guests every year. Don't leave where? When will it stop? It is better to flow and be free.

The fallen leaves Kong Shaoan was surprised to see the fallen leaves in early autumn, falling like guests. If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.

And du ti red leaves Bai Juyi Hanshan October Dan, frost leaves are new for a while. It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.

Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around. There are only two people before the wind.

When a leaf falls, it is easy to get bored, but the depression of summer has not subsided, and the cool diving has begun. Cold and warm and ups and downs are the same.

Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed. Don't say anything, shake it down, shake it down from here.

In "Drunk", Hongye Bai Juyi is in the breeze, and Qiu Shu is a long-time drinker. Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.

Sophora japonica leaves are cold soaked from Du Fu's tall and green Sophora japonica leaves, which are collected and sent to China kitchen. The new noodles are close to the market, and the juice is mixed with me.

If it is overcooked, there will be no trouble with adding vegetables. Everything is fresh, and fragrant rice is a bud.

Teeth are colder than snow, so people are advised to throw this pearl away. I want to take the money to Tu Su.

The road is far-sighted and afraid of mud, and the prosperity will not change. Qin's offerings are small, and the recommendation of algae is only a small area.

Wan Li Lu Han Temple, ice jade pot. It's time for the king to enjoy a cool night.

Look at you wearing cold dew on the buttonwood leaves on a moonlit night.

4. The translation of classical Chinese is blind to the original text: the Lord of the husband's ear, the Lord of the eye, blind to see Mount Tai; Two earplugs don't smell thunder. Ears are listening, eyes are watching. If a leaf covers your eyes, you can't even see Mount Tai. Two beans stuffed in my ears, I can't even hear the thunder. This idiom is often used to describe a person who is blinded by the smallest thing in front of him and can't see the whole and essence of things. This is from the ancient book "A leaf covers the eyes, but you can't see Mount Tai;" Two earplugs and beans don't smell thunder. " When later generations explained this sentence, Laughing Forest written by Han Danchun in the Three Kingdoms period was the most interesting. He told the joke that "one leaf can't see Mount Tai" and said that there was a poor scholar in Chu who wanted to make a fortune by crooked ways. The scholar remembers reading the story of mantis catching cicada when he was studying, and he succeeded in one fell swoop. So he went to look for the leaves of mantis. The leaf fell into a pile of fallen leaves. The scholar put all the leaves in a laundry basket and took them home to cover his eyes one by one. He asked his wife, "Can you see me?" At first, his wife truthfully replied that it was visible, but poor scholars took pains to test it with a laundry list of leaves. His wife suddenly lied to him and said, "This leaf hides you, so I can't see." If the poor scholar gets the treasure, he thinks it is a hidden mantis leaf. He took the leaves to the market to block his eyes and took the goods from the vendors. Of course, he was immediately caught by the businessman and handed over to the county magistrate. Scold him is really "a leaf can't see Mount Tai!" Give him a good beating and drive him home. A joke is a joke after all, but it is very appropriate to use exaggerated jokes to compare the similar actions of some people in real life.

5. All sentences describing leaves (including prose, classical Chinese, ancient poems, etc. ) In early autumn, a leaf was blown off in the guest house, and everything was shocked.

Crying alone in a foreign land, worrying about guests every year. Don't leave where? When will it stop? It is better to flow and be free.

The fallen leaves Kong Shaoan was surprised to see the fallen leaves in early autumn, falling like guests. If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.

And du ti red leaves Bai Juyi Hanshan October Dan, frost leaves are new for a while. It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.

Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around. There are only two people before the wind.

When a leaf falls, it is easy to get bored, but the depression of summer has not subsided, and the cool diving has begun. Cold and warm and ups and downs are the same.

Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed. Don't say anything, shake it down, shake it down from here.

In "Drunk", Hongye Bai Juyi is in the breeze, and Qiu Shu is a long-time drinker. Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.

Sophora japonica leaves are cold soaked from Du Fu's tall and green Sophora japonica leaves, which are collected and sent to China kitchen. The new noodles are close to the market, and the juice is mixed with me.

If it is overcooked, there will be no trouble with adding vegetables. Everything is fresh, and fragrant rice is a bud.

Teeth are colder than snow, so people are advised to throw this pearl away. I want to take the money to Tu Su.

The road is far-sighted and afraid of mud, and the prosperity will not change. Qin's offerings are small, and the recommendation of algae is only a small area.

Wan Li Lu Han Temple, ice jade pot. It's time for the king to enjoy a cool night.

On the moonlit night, I saw the cold dew on the leaves of buttonwood, and the dew on the leaves of Xiao Shutong. The water drops are clear and full of light, bright and cold.

The wind shakes the jade, and the branches move the beads. The wind is cold and it seems to be an autumn night, and the sound is slightly midnight.

Condensed air flows everywhere, and wet things should look clean. Don't get tired of peeping, it's harder to get together.

One leaf fell in Licun, and all the other leaves fell. At this time, the scenery is bleak.

The painted building has a cold moon shadow and the west wind blows the curtain. Open the curtains and think about the past.

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

In the early autumn, Du Mu Du Lu wrote a question: Red leaves and Bai Juyi, the wind blows a leaf, and autumn has shocked everything. In October, the frost leaves are new.

Crying alone in a foreign land, worrying about guests every year. It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.

Don't leave where? When will it stop? Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around. It is better to flow and be free.

There are only two people before the wind. The fallen leaves are less drunk, and the red leaves are easy to wake up in early autumn and fall like guests.

Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years. If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.

Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring. One leaf fell on Bai Juyi, and the other leaf fell on Li Cun. The summer heat has not retreated, and the cool wind has started again.

When a leaf falls, the pearl foil falls. Cold and warm and ups and downs are the same.

At this time, the scenery is bleak. Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed.

The painted building has a cold moon shadow and the west wind blows the curtain. Don't say anything, shake it down, shake it down from here.

Open the curtains and think about the past. Sophora japonica leaves are cold soaked from Du Fu's tall and green Sophora japonica leaves, which are collected and sent to China kitchen.

The new noodles are close to the market, and the juice is mixed with me. If it is overcooked, there will be no trouble with adding vegetables.

Everything is fresh, and fragrant rice is a bud. Teeth are colder than snow, so people are advised to throw this pearl away.

I want to take the money to Tu Su. The road is far-sighted and afraid of mud, and the prosperity will not change.

Qin's offerings are small, and the recommendation of algae is only a small area. Wan Li Lu Han Temple, ice jade pot.

It's time for the king to enjoy a cool night. On the moonlit night, I saw the cold dew on the leaves of buttonwood, and the dew on the leaves of Xiao Shutong.

The water drops are clear and full of light, bright and cold. The wind shakes the jade, and the branches move the beads.

The wind is cold and it seems to be an autumn night, and the sound is slightly midnight. Condensed air flows everywhere, and wet things should look clean.

Don't get tired of peeping, it's harder to get together. Li Qunyu's lotus root is jade in the mud, and its heart bears nectar.

It was planted in Tang Jun and buried in Ren Chunpu. Autumn, a poem for leaves, a poem for leaves, I met you when I passed by in autumn. I clearly remember that day, the huge sky was hidden behind the walnut forest, and countless injured pigeons were as silent as the wind. My mood is like an abandoned newspaper in the autumn wind, confusing the fallen leaves on the road. I don't understand why I want to see you. I once picked a green walnut in the summer rainstorm and swore that your youth died in the walnut forest. Life is like paper, years are like knives, and your heart is just a broken fruit. Now, when the leaves are withered, it is not summer. I can't make that green fruit mature, nor can I warm the cold memory. I decided to bear the pain or pleasure of youth alone, but you gently stuffed this walnut leaf into my hand. Your sadness and silence from the water town have hurt my seemingly strong heart more than once. On those nights with or without the moon, when your short hair caresses the autumn wind, fallen leaves, walnut branches and my hands, my painful eyes are full of tears. Your silent eyes breathe your silent worries silently. Your silent sigh, your silent footsteps are like fallen leaves, which fill my diary like ghosts under the streetlights when I wake up in the morning. I also told you that fate is a lost guitar, and I am just a wandering singer. I am covered in dust and exhausted, dreaming of ending this trekking leaf in a destructive way. I long for a bottomless fall. Quietly watching the snow-capped mountains and white clouds near a wild thistle growing independently, and finally stopping breathing leaves. Don't count the days that have passed when the walnut leaves fall. Please look up at the thin cold branches. You must understand that in this eventful autumn, when you are persistent and hopeless, you'd better choose to give up the hostel in early autumn. Du blew a leaf, and everything was in shock.

Crying alone in a foreign land, worrying about guests every year. Don't leave where? When will it stop? It is better to flow and be free.

The fallen leaves Kong Shaoan was surprised to see the fallen leaves in early autumn, falling like guests. If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.

And du ti red leaves Bai Juyi Hanshan October Dan, frost leaves are new for a while. It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.

Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around. There are only two people before the wind.

When a leaf falls, it is easy to get bored, but the depression of summer has not subsided, and the cool diving has begun. Cold and warm and ups and downs are the same.

Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed. Don't say anything, shake it down, shake it down from here.

In "Drunk", Hongye Bai Juyi is in the breeze, and Qiu Shu is a long-time drinker. Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.

Sophora japonica leaves are cold soaked from Du Fu's tall and green Sophora japonica leaves, which are collected and sent to China kitchen. The new noodles are close to the market, and the juice is mixed with me.

If it is overcooked, there will be no trouble with adding vegetables. Everything is fresh, and fragrant rice is a bud.

Teeth are colder than snow, so people are advised to throw this pearl away. I want to take the money to Tu Su.

The road is far-sighted and afraid of mud, and the prosperity will not change. Qin's offerings are small, and the recommendation of algae is only a small area.

Wan Li Lu Han Temple, ice jade pot. It's time for the king to enjoy a cool night.

Look at you wearing cold dew on the buttonwood leaves on a moonlit night.

6. Poems describing leaves in ancient poems:

Chuqiu rest house Dumu

The wind blows a leaf, and everything is in shock.

Crying alone in a foreign land, worrying about guests every year.

Don't leave where? When will it stop?

It is better to flow and be free.

Luoyekong Shaoan

Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.

If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.

Like Du's topic, Hongye Bai Juyi.

In October, the frost leaves are new.

It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.

Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around.

There are only two people before the wind.

A leaf fell on Bai Juyi.

The summer heat has not subsided, and the cool and soaring diving has begun.

Cold and warm and ups and downs are the same.

Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed.

Don't say anything, shake it down, shake it down from here.

Bai Juyi who was drunk on Hongye.

Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years.

Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.

Cold soaking du fu with Sophora japonica leaves

The green Sophora leaves are picked and paid to China's kitchen. The new noodles are close to the market, and the juice is mixed with me.

If it is overcooked, there will be no trouble with adding vegetables. Everything is fresh, and fragrant rice is a bud.

Teeth are colder than snow, so people are advised to throw this pearl away. I want to take the money to Tu Su.

The road is far-sighted and afraid of mud, and the prosperity will not change. Qin's offerings are small, and the recommendation of algae is only a small area.

Wan Li Lu Han Temple, ice jade pot. It's time for the king to enjoy a cool night.

Look at the cold dew on the leaves of the phoenix tree on a moonlit night.

On Xiao Shutong's leaves, the moon is full of dew. The water drops are clear and full of light, bright and cold.

The wind shakes the jade, and the branches move the beads. The wind is cold and it seems to be an autumn night, and the sound is slightly midnight.

Condensed air flows everywhere, and wet things should look clean. Don't get tired of peeping, it's harder to get together.

A leaf fell on Li Village.

When a leaf falls, the pearl foil falls.

At this time, the scenery is bleak.

The painted building has a cold moon shadow and the west wind blows the curtain.

Open the curtains and think about the past.